I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Lift Analysis
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
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